This picture says it all really. And how true is it? If I could only live my weigh loss life by this philosophy, I'd be, well, losing weight.
This week has started off really well, lots of chicken, loads of superfoods (fruit and veg) and I even had a slither (ok, it was a bit more than a slither) of home made cake on Tuesday, so as not to feel left out and deprived in a team meeitng. Last night was a bit rubbish, I think the OH is trying to sabotage my efforts, as he had made a pasta bake (which would've been fine had it not had marscapone cheese and chorizo in it, oh yeah, and lashings of cheese on top) belive it or not, he is also meant to be following SW! I did at least bulk my plate out with loads of salad greens.
Then today, I have been ok - started off really well with a full English (allowed if cooked properly and no sausages) this morning, quite a feat and a feast before work, so consequently I wasn't hungry. Then come 3pm, I suddenly realised that I hadn't had any lunch, so I went to the shop and bought a salad (fine) some grapes (excellent, I hear you cry) and a Milky Way, with the full intention of only eating one of the little bars (well within my syns for the day) but I ate the whole thing. I came home and still not really hungry, ate an omelette and salad (all ok, except for the not been hungry bit) followed by about 5 Babybel lights. That in itself, wouldn't have been too disasterous if I hadn't have then followed it with about 1/2 a bag of honey roast peanuts with chocolate lumps in it.
Ohhhhhhh, why do I sabotage myself - anyone would think I actually enjoyed carting this bulk around and having all my clothes dig in me. :-(
But in the spirit of the picture, tomorrow is a new day, I'll take the dog out on a couple of good runs, and hopefully mimalise the damage done.
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